A Little Princess
As a child, I longed to be a princess
I loved Beauty and the Beast,
Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella, The Little Mermaid
I had dreams about this all
Of my life and yearned for it
For my birthdays and Christmas
I received figurines, pajamas,
And dolls of my favorite princesses
Playing with them non-stop,
And wearing my pajamas every night
After a while, I grew out of that phase
I moved on but never left the memories behind
When I was sad I would look at them
I would get them out
I would just stare
As I looked, I saw a piece of me
And I wasn't so sad anymore
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